Upchuck

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State Lines - Novo Amor

1 week. 1 week until the final assessment, and you get sick. No cold symptoms, just a disgusting amount of vomit.

Y/n
"Honestly, I'll be fine."

Despite your chirpy tone, Bucky isn't convinced as he strokes your back with your head dangling over the toilet bowl, holding your hair back.

Bucky
"Mhm, now try saying that again without dry heaving in the middle of your sentence."

Feeling a break in the upchucking, you lean back into your heals before Bucky tucks you under his chin.

Y/n
"I thought my immune system was supposed to be impenetrable now."

Bucky
"So did I, which is why I don't think you should do the tests."

Y/n
"I have not given up a year of my free time, just to miss the final bloody assessment."

Bucky
"Y/n..."

Y/n
"If it'll make you feel better, I'll make an appointment with the doctor."

After a moment of silence, you angle your head up to see his reaction. Not thrilled by the idea, but knowing better than to argue with you when you're being stubborn, he gives a single nod with an eye roll. You only have a second to smile back before arching back over the toilet.

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